Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 809

"I... I'm not unhappy about it... it's just... so sudden, I can hardly believe it..." Good things like this never happened to people like him.

Mamie grinned. "So, does that mean you're saying yes?"

Carlson hesitated, still in disbelief. "Are you sure this is really okay?"

Roseanne nodded. "Absolutely. As soon as Professor Payne read about what happened to you online, she contacted me right away. She even flew back from abroad just for you."

Madeleine Payne's exact words had been: Carlson's had it tough. I want to give him a hand.

Carlson's eyes shimmered with tears. "...I'd be honored. Thank you, Ms. Payne." "Tomorrow afternoon, she's invited you over to her house for dinner."

Carlson looked panicked. "Is that... really all right?"

Edna had invited him out to eat before, but always to some restaurant. There had been a few times she'd asked him to her place, but only to help carry packages or clean the house. It wasn't until he started publishing papers that Edna had stopped giving him odd jobs to do.

Mamie looked at him, amused. "Why wouldn't it be all right? Caley and I have been to her place plenty of times. Her housekeeper cooks the most amazing food -wait till you try her roast pork and her fried chicken... honestly, you'll understand after you've tasted it."

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professor wants you to keep working on your current project finish your thesis first. The most important thing is to make sure you graduate in June. After

she told the university she wouldn't take any more grad students, she's making an exception for you. You'll transfer to her group, and if you decide to continue for a PhD, you'll have a smooth path-nothing will stand in

instead,

thought through every possible path for Carlson and was making sure all doors were

you, Professor. Really. Thank you so much." His

Roseanne said, deciding to get everything out at once. "I spent a few days reading through both your published

Carlson blinked. "What?"

"You're incredibly talented."

town with no connections or resources, who'd gotten into Kingswell University through nothing but his own hard work. In just two or three years, he'd learned enough to publish on his own, create

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someone mastering swordsmanship from a tattered book bought at a flea market, and somehow becoming one of the

explain it-Carlson clearly had rare talent. Left to fend for himself under Edna, he'd somehow managed to thrive on his

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was wondering